Not too long ago, I ventured out of the "big city" (Chicago) and relocated to McHenry. Not exactly the hustle and bustle that I was used to... but falling in love and being able to actually see stars in the sky at night were huge incentives. Along the way, I decided that I wanted to learn how to knit. Mom used to say that hobbies keep men out of the bars... and since I am not much of a drinker, I decided to give a nod to Mom (an avid knitter who passed away in Jan 2005) and learn how to knit.
I signed up for "Knitting 101" (scarf) and "Knitting 102" (hat) with Parks & Recreation then raided my late Mother's stash of yarn. Mom was a thrifty woman... lots of Red Heart! I didn't care. I was just learning and certainly didn't know any better. My knitting instructor, Rhonda, was THRILLED (and that is putting it mildly) to have a man in class. She said that having a guy in the class changes the dynamics and seems to make everyone take the learning to heart. By the time I returned from my first class, I had already started another 3 projects on my own!
Here is a pic of my humble stockinette scarf... which will be a gift for my niece, Mackenzie.